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Yun Ling seemed to understand, put two peanuts, raised her eyes and asked: "Mother, where is Han Qing?" Yun Bing closed his eyes, and said cruelly: "He has committed a serious crime, and he will be burned at the end of autumn." Yun Ling The little hand trembled.

Eunuch Jin Nian got the order and ordered his confidant to take Yun Ling to the secret room of the palace, and ordered that he must wait for someone to pick him up before he can come back.

When the time of Mao was approaching, Taifu Temple filled the side hall of Jingheng Hall with fodder and poured fire oil on it. Those who didn't know thought that the minister of the temple was crazy.

In the hall, Yun Bing changed into clothes and gold ornaments, sat down on the dragon chair, and took a deep breath.Chu Rong was beside him, calm as ever.

All the members of the royal family were summoned from the harem to the imperial court, and the last one to come was Xiyong Wang Yun'an who hadn't closed his eyes for two nights.

Yun Bing slowed down a bit: "The emperor's uncle is here?" Yun An: "What do you mean, Your Majesty?" Yun Bing said: "I am ashamed to be a descendant of the Yun family, and I am responsible for my ancestors." Yun An was annoyed: "Your Majesty What exactly do you mean?" Yun Bing nodded to Chu Rong, "Xuan Zhao."

Zhongshu Ling proclaimed the imperial decree: Wan Fang is guilty, and the crime lies with me. From now on, I will transmit the emperor to the crown prince Yunling, and hope that all the kings will cooperate.

Yun An rushed to the front of the case, and slapped the sword with a "bang": "Your Majesty, the old minister can't swallow this breath, and must fight Qi Lin to the death."

Amidst the crying and shouting, the clan members all left in haste or anger.Yun Bing said lightly: "Uncle Emperor, I would like to admit defeat." Yun An gritted his teeth and burst into tears: "Your Majesty, I will ask you now, do you regret using Qi Lin?"

Yun Bing: "Without Qi Lin, there is no way to build an army system."

Yun An laughed, called his eldest son, drew his sword and left.At Maoshi, the whole city was under martial law, and the Yuetian camp entered the city. At three quarters, the south gate of the imperial palace fell, and the Yulin army fought with the Yuetian camp.

Yun An only guarded for less than half an hour and died in battle.The lights and shadows of swords flickered on the white marble avenue, the palace people panicked and scattered like birds and beasts, and arrows rained down in front of the palace.

A plate of sandalwood was hung on the wall, and the green smoke was scattered. Yun Bing looked at the surging crowd in the distance, and said: "You go." Chu Rong resolutely did not go: "I will accompany Your Majesty." Yun Bing said: "I This life, I still have to rely on Chu Qing to write it."

Jin Nian trembled all over, and the whisk fell to the ground: "Your Majesty is a Mingjun, a Qianqiu Mingjun. I will do my best to protect the crown prince." Yun Bing said with a smile: "As long as that sycophant is still alive, no one can touch Yunling."

"His Majesty!!!"

The sword soldiers rushed into the main hall, but saw the emperor in dragon robe sitting alone on a bronze chair inlaid with gold.A strong smell of kerosene permeated the air, and the swordsman shouted: "No!" The sandalwood was exhausted, sparks splashed on the pile of hay, and in an instant, Jingheng Hall was flooded.

The fire was so bright that the flames burned from the original foundation of the dragon head to the two wings of the surging pavilion foundation, and then burned to the dragon tail road in the upper hall, and went straight to the moon sky, scattering ashes across the entire Lin'an city.The moon was covered by fire clouds, and the night stars were bright. Duke Jin Nian led the palace servants and knelt in front of the palace, weeping sadly.

At dawn, the whole city was under martial law, and Dongqing rushed to Dali Temple Prison, and saw the jailer cleaning up the black blood in the corridor, the dustpan was full of burst intestines, and flies were flying around.

Dongqing frowned, just took two steps, and saw the jailer carry out a corpse with a steel knife in the waist and abdomen.With sweat all over his face, Si Qing explained: "This tattoo scar blocked Master Han and killed the assassin."

Dongqing: "Who sent the assassin?" Si Qing: "There is a lot of chaos outside, and everyone says that Yuetianying is going to be the emperor. How do I know?"

On the bed, Han Shui was dressed in blood, curled up in the corner of the wall, gritted his teeth and asked, "Dongqing, is that knife really stained with blood, or is it just me who can see it?" Dongqing replied with a complex expression, "There is really blood."

Han Shui said: "That's good."

At this time, fire debris floated into the iron prison through the skylight. Han Shui got up, looked at it for a while, and then turned around and said, "Bring me a bucket of water, it will be cold. I want to take a bath, and I need to change into a neat one." clothes."

Si Qing frowned: "My lord?" Han Shui said: "I'm not sick, but I can't see clearly. I have committed it before, so it's fine." Dongqing thought of preserved cherry blossoms, but didn't dare to mention it.

Han Shui: "Brother Dongqing, they don't listen to me, can you listen again? I'm not sick, but I can't see Qi Lin like this."

The jailer listened to Dongqing's instructions, and went to the water room to bring a large bucket and put it in the prison. He added water spoon by spoon, and if there were no flower petals, he soaked wormwood instead.

When the water was [-]% full, the jailer said it could be washed.Han Shui glanced at a few people, hesitated for a moment, and took off the fig leaf without hiding it.Because the rim of the barrel was high, he spread his legs and climbed in, with an awkward posture, and he didn't care about it.Dongqing couldn't bear to look directly at her, she turned her back and pressed her palm against the stone wall.

Hanshui is not a bath, but a bath, which is very practical.While rubbing his shoulders and neck, he asked, "How many people did Qi Lin kill?"

Dongqing sighed: "Yuetian Camp entered the city without harming the people, but...the emperor set fire to the Jingheng Hall and died. Su Mu took hundreds of Yingge brothers out of the city and dispersed."

The sound of water suddenly stopped.

Han Shui was silent for a moment, and said: "Where is the prince, where is the prince?" Dongqing had mixed feelings in her heart, and sighed: "My lord, I said it last time, if we meet again by fate, we will not talk about Jiangshan affairs."

After Han Shui understood, he raised his calf and rubbed it repeatedly until the surface of the water was covered with bloody stains.Dongqing was about to open her mouth when suddenly, the dungeon shook and the dust shattered.

Immediately, a clerk from the yamen stumbled over and shouted to the prison: "Soldiers have come from the Yuetian camp, and they want to investigate the nine temples in three provinces..." Immediately, the sound of hurried footsteps came, and there were people in the corridor.

Han Shui shuddered and retracted into the bucket.

But he didn't see that when Qi Lin came, he was dressed in commoner clothes, not stained with blood.The minister of the temple straightened his robes and said: "The lower officials have neglected their duties, and the lower officials have failed their duties." Dongqing saluted with a sword in hand: "General Qi."

Qi Lin saw that there was no one in the barrel, and asked: "Master Han is in the barrel?" The minister paused: "That's right, that's right." Qi Lin: "He's taking a bath, you all look here, what does that mean? ?” Si Qing was speechless.

Han Shui curled up into a ball, clenched his teeth, and trembled uncontrollably.

Qi Lin pretended not to know, and said to Si Qing: "Qi is going to take away a person today, but whether this person is Mr. Han or not is up to you." Si Qing was in a dilemma.

Dongqing did not miss the time: "General, next time the government office will assist Yuetianying to control the situation in the city." Qi Lin said: "Okay, Brother Dongqing is a sensible person."

Siqing wiped his sweat: "In this case, whoever the general says is Han Shui is Han Shui." Qi Lin said: "Is he Han Shui?" Si Qing: "No." Qi Lin: "Okay, Si Qing Adults also understand people."

After some negotiations, there were only two people left in the prison, one in the barrel and one in front of the door.Beside the table, there are clean green shirts and simple hostas.

Qi Lin sighed, his heart pierced like a knife: "Qingyan, don't hide, I'll help you get dressed." Han Shui: "Go out."

Qi Lin: "I'm not laughing at you, I just want to see how you are hurt." Hearing this sentence, Han Shui was inexplicably embarrassed: "If you don't know how I am hurt, you can ask Lin Zuocheng, he knows best .”

Qi Lin was stunned for a moment, then took out a silver mask from his sleeve pocket and hung it on the iron bolt: "I'll wait for you at the gate of the yamen, you wear this, don't let people see your face."

After the sound of footsteps disappeared, Han Shui stood up in the bloody water with the edge of the barrel, feeling both sad and happy.It is a joy to reunite in peace, but he is not a person who accepts everything.

The crown prince is young and has not yet ascended the throne, while Qi Lin is full of rebelliousness and doesn't understand the rules of the court. He will soon change from a grassroots man to a regent and general...

Han Shui changed into a clean green shirt, walked through the prison gate, saw the mask, and smiled.That mask, shaped like a spring swallow, was so vulgar, it was indeed General Qi's taste.

So, after a bloody battle, a fire, and a coup d'etat, Mr. Han had nothing, put on a swallow mask, and followed General Qi to leave Dali Prison.

Under the mask, Mr. Han kept silent, feeling as if it had been a lifetime ago—the entire city of Lin'an was under martial law, and there was no one on the streets or in the bridge, except for the patrolling soldiers of the Yuetian Camp.

Qi Lin thought that Han Shui felt uncomfortable when he saw the sun for the first time, so he babbled all the way: "I originally wanted you to hide a piece at Brother Dongqing's house, but who let him steal more than a dozen cans of preserved cherry blossoms from me."

Han Shui smiled: "Where is the general going to hide me now?" Unexpectedly, Qi Lin led him to the Jinxiang Tower and asked Song Ji Haitang to take care of him.

Miss Haitang wore a red gauze dress, put down her pipa, and danced her sleeves gracefully: "Please, Mr. Xuanyi." Han Shui was taken aback.

Qi Lin pushed open the door, showed him the new house, and said with a smile, "Do you like the place? Do you like the name?" The furnishings were exactly the same as the old Lanxiangyuan.Han Shui understood: "Very good."

Qi Lin smiled, and said: "You rest first, I will go to work, and I will come to see you at night." Han Shui blurted out: "Where are you going? When will you be back?"

My lord has no intentions, but the general fought bloody battles for two days and two nights, thinking so hard in his heart, he was actually aroused by this sentence.

After hesitating for a moment, Qi Lin sent his attendants away, closed the doors and windows, took off his clothes, and wanted to make a quick decision.Han Shui stood quietly by the flower table and waited.Qi Lin pulled him over and held him in his arms, enjoying the familiar trembling very much.Han Shui took off his mask, blushing all over his face.

Qi Lin smiled: "Miss you?" During the warmth, he lowered his face and asked for a kiss, but he didn't want to. As soon as he touched it, Han Shui suddenly screamed, like falling into a nightmare, he waved his sleeves and shattered the porcelain cups on the table .

"Get out!!! Don't touch me!!!"

"Qingyan?" Qi Lin frightened, did not move, his eyes were complicated.Han Shui panted for a while, consciously lost his composure, leaned over to collect the pieces, coughed lightly, "I...I'm going to find Ling'er, you can't lock me up here."

Qi Lin sighed, then squatted down: "You saw that mask, but still don't understand?" Han Shui lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes trembling slightly: "Ugly."

"It's not ugly, trust me, it's not ugly." Qi Lin stretched out his hand, seeing that Han Shui didn't resist, he immediately squeezed his wrist, "Let me ask you, what color is the swallow?"

Han Shui: "Swallow feathers are black." Qi Lin: "Then you still don't understand?" Han Shui trembled again.Qi Lin: "Ancient and modern notes, swallows, and mysterious birds." Han Shui: "You..."

Qi Lin said earnestly: "Listen, there are many relatives of the Yun family who have made kings outside. Whether it is me or Lin Yun, in order to stabilize the hearts of the world, we will help the prince to ascend the throne as soon as possible, but you, at this time, must not Show up, you remember, the minister Han Shui, who was burned at the stake after autumn, is already a dead man."

The author has something to say:

Xuanyi, Yi Tongyan, so I want to take this name.

When Han Shui saw Qi Lin again, he wanted to keep his dignity

There will be a reunion of brothers and sisters. If only two people can only be together alone, it may still be a bit abusive.

Prosperity and Qingming——Xuanyi